Sermons at St. John’s Presbyterian Church

The Fragrance of the Present

Transcribed from the sermon preached March 21, 2010

The Reverend Max Lynn, Pastor

St. John’s Presbyterian Church

2727 College Avenue, Berkeley, CA 94705

Telephone 510-845-6830    Fax 510-845-6837

http://www.stjohnsberkeley.org

 

Scripture ReadingsPhilippians 3:4-14, John 12:1-11

Have you ever come in from a long, tiring hike or a tough day at work and had the privilege of someone giving you a foot massage.  You get out of the shower and you are still kind of achy but beginning to relax, and then someone volunteers to put a little lotion on your feet.  It has to be one of the greatest feelings in the world.  It feels great just to do it yourself, but if someone else does it you can fully relax.  In today’s passage Mary offers this great gift to Jesus.

According to John, after the raising of Lazarus, authorities began to get nervous that if people started to believe in Jesus, Rome would come and destroy the temple and nation.  Caiaphas, the high priest thought that it was better for one to die rather than the whole nation.  So as people gathered in Jerusalem for Passover, authorities were on the lookout and people were talking, “ surely he will not come to the festival, will he”? 

On his way to Jerusalem Jesus stops back by Bethany to have dinner with Mary, Martha and the recently raised Lazarus.  Having come from Ephraim he had walked about twenty miles, so no doubt his dogs were dirty, tired and dried out. 

Martha, the older sister runs the household.  She thinks to send for Jesus when her brother is ill.  She speaks plainly and clearly to Jesus saying, “I think you are the Messiah, the Son of God, the one coming into the world.”  Now when Jesus comes back, Martha, as usual is the hostess, she welcomes people into her home and cooks up a meal.  We can assume they wash up a bit before coming into the house.  So Jesus is hanging out at the table with Lazarus and the disciples.     

Now think about the context a bit more from Mary’s point of view: her brother was dead, and is now alive.  Jesus is now popular, and many people want access to him.  There is word on the street that Jesus, this powerful close personal friend and profit of God is going to be killed.  Jesus is not running in the opposite direction, but is heading to Jerusalem for Passover, when security is tight and the authorities are on the lookout.  So passionate Mary, aware of Jesus tired feet, grateful for her brother’s life, and afraid she may not get this close to Jesus again, intends to make the most of the moment. 

Mary takes a bottle of precious oil and anoints Jesus feet, wiping them with her hair.  The perfume fills the room with fragrance.  This is an extravagant, sensual act in a highly emotional moment.

In the midst of this intimate moment, Judas breaks in with a comment: “Hey, wouldn’t it be better if she sold that oil and gave it to the poor”?

Chalk this up in the category of smart comments with really dumb timing.  Now John attributes the comment to Judas being not so concerned for the welfare of the poor as with wanting to pilfer some of the money earned from the sold perfume for himself.  But in and of itself, his comment is not a bad one.  I have often been troubled by this passage, with how Judas’ comment is rejected by Jesus saying, “the poor you will always have with you, but you will not always have me.”  But I think it is the timing that upsets Jesus.

Just because something maybe accurate or important in a broader context, doesn’t mean it is always appropriate to bring up. 

My first job after seminary was in Houston for San Pablo Trinity Presbyterian Church. Early on I visited a member with diabetes in the hospital.  I discovered that he had just had his leg amputated and he was not expected to live long.  He began to tell me his faith journey, about how he had been a captain in Samosa’s national guard, had personally served Samosa, until he was pinned down in his office by advancing Sandanista revolutionaries.  With bullets flying all around, He prayed to God, escaped and left with his family to refuge in Houston.  God had saved him.  With this faith, he could make it through this trial and face death with hope.  He asked me to pray for him and his family who encircled the hospital bed.

I was in an interesting dilemma: I thought of telling him the Sandanista revolution was a just response to a corrupt and brutal dictator, whom he had served, and that while God may have spared him, he also may have sent the Sandanistas to drive his sinful regime out of power. On the other hand, all I knew of this man came from the hospital room and this story. Was I now to be his judge?  And if he didn’t change his mind and repent, he might just wind up in hell rather than heaven.   I stalled for a few minutes while I thought this one through. Then I prayed: Father, not my will but your will be done, for we know that your will is good for all.  Now we see in a mirror dimly, even as we await being with you face to face.  Forgive us for our sins, even as we forgive those who have sinned against us.  We trust that in your grace, not by our words or works we are saved.  Sometimes being right is trumped by grace.

Every year at the beginning of Advent we put up a manger scene here in the sanctuary.  It has been tradition at St. John’s not to put out the baby Jesus until his birthday, and to leave the wise men far off until after Christmas, when they come to pay their respects.  Last year, Angelo and Melissa and Phoenix, being new to the church volunteered to help and set up the manger scene complete with baby Jesus and the wise men.  What to do?  Tell them they were busted by the liturgical police, or with joy say thank you and celebrate this premature baby like you would any other?

          Another Christmas eve we were worshipping the newborn prince of peace when some bozo started yelling something about oil, Bush, capitalism and the war in Iraq. He obviously didn’t know where he was.

If your wife or girlfriend has just spent an inordinate amount of time getting ready to go out for a night on the town, and she asks how she looks, it is not wise in such a moment to bring up the value of exercise.  Timing can make smart opinions dumb.

If you are in bed with your husband and he is looking hopeful, it is not to pass the message that his mother called and thinks your mortgage is too big.  Mother might be correct that the mortgage is too big, but the timing is all-wrong.

Now I am not a fan of massively expensive weddings, and in the context of a sermon, I can remind you all of the reformed notion that good Christians will shun ostentation.  But if a father comes to me and says, with a tear in his eye, that he wants to do something special for his baby girl, is that the time and place for a lecture?

I said that I have had problems with this passage where Jesus lets this extravagant act take place, and dismisses Judas comment with “We will always have the poor.”  Surely it looks like a timing issue, but I also got another perspective while working in Guatemala.  I had worked with a Ketchi village to build a well.  We had gone ten kilometers up river to retrieve sand with our hands for making cement.  We had pushed two large cement pipes through a steamy swamp filled with deadly snakes, mosquitoes, leaches, and untold number of other hazardous animals and plants.  We dug a deep hole and constructed the well complete with a cover and a pump.  The village had fresh, protected water for the first time. 

The village threw a party, a massive party. Now my friends were poor. They almost never ate beef unless it was a hoof, intestines, or some other portion we would throw away.   When they told me they were buying a steer for the occasion, I suggested they save the money and give it to the poor, themselves.  All my friends just kind of looked at me like I was from another planet and Pedro the leader said, “we are poor, but we have accomplished a great thing and we want to celebrate.”  Sometimes you just have to go for it today.

Jesus may or may not have thought Mary’s extravagant act was entirely necessary.  He may even, in another context, agree with Judas that the money could have been better spent.  But he accepts the extravagant gesture as a gift of love, and then gets annoyed with Judas for breaking into Mary’s sacred space, saying, “Leave her alone.  She bought it so she may keep it for the day of my burial.” 

          John’s Jesus is very aware of where he is going but he wants the readers to be confident too. He intends to invoke an image of Jesus’ life as preordained, regal, divine, worthy of great reverence. I wonder if the author of John might have written this story within the context of a congregation that was committed to the care and liberation of the poor, and questioning whether or not to forgo costly rituals around death? 

It is common today for people to tell their families that they don’t want anyone to make a big deal at the time of their death.  We want to act humble, and we don’t want to make people work.  I think it is fine to talk about death, and how you and your family are going to handle things. Still it is important to understand that a memorial service is probably more important to the persons who remain than for the one who dies.   While suggestions to help reflect who you are are fine, I would highly recommend not limiting how those who love you express their love and grief.  While it may be your death, it is their love and their grief and nothing you can say or do will change the fact.

So there are lessons here about timing, about the fact that sometimes it is not good to express a good opinion.  And sometimes we should allow ourselves to receive a gift given in love, and allow those who want to to give it.  Sometimes, despite the hardships of life, we just need to take a time out and enjoy a party, or a perfumed room and a good foot rub.  Sometimes we just need to go for it.

The larger lesson is to remain aware of the Christ in the present moment, and like Mary, give ourselves passionately.  There is always much to be concerned about in this world.  Our country is fighting two wars.  There have been two large earthquakes, which have devastated the lives and families of hundreds of thousands.  Israel continues to colonize Palestine, building settlements as fast as they can, meanwhile Iran has a crazy President and is trying to get nuclear weapons.  There are millions without health care in our nation.  There are coffee farmers in Columbia who don’t get a sustainable price from middlemen.  There are Kenyans without water and Guatemalans without a nurse, and people who sleep around the church each night because they have no home.  As followers of Jesus, we care about these people and things and work as individuals and as a congregation to solve these problems, to spread the love of Christ far and wide. 

Still, we will not always have those whom we are with, and by the grace of God we realize most of the problems we work to solve will still exist when we and those we love are gone.    

So if your long time partner is about to die after a surgery gone wrong, you take her home and anoint her body with oil.  If your mother is having trouble with her health and needs a new place to live, you attend to that.  If your baby is sick with pneumonia you spend what you have and then some to make sure he gets the treatment he needs to get well.  If a loved one dies we go to be in solidarity with the family, to be gracious in our acceptance of the many ways family members may experience their love or grief.   We give of ourselves in the present moment, knowing that the love we share extravagantly is love we share with the risen Christ.